Thunder and lightning.

Thunderball.

Landing from the sky to the ground.

and from the earth to the sky.

Repeatedly, through heaven and earth.

It's like a legendary electromagnetic storm.

The terrifying energy fluctuations forced the three surrounding ambushers to retreat step by step, and they couldn't even open their eyes, so they could only try to support their bodies, stabilize their balance, and wait for the electromagnetic storm to end.

Fortunately, things like thunder and lightning have always been known for their speed, coming and going quickly.

Nearly twenty seconds later, the raging golden thunder showed signs of abating, and disappeared in just a few seconds.

The three of them immediately turned back to their original places, but the scene was mixed.

Happily, Perseus is still alive, and he seems to be in good health, with no missing arms or legs.

Sadly, their common enemy, Medusa, is not dead either. Although she looked very embarrassed, she managed to survive.

Perseus locks Medusa's joints, and Medusa wraps her snake hair around Perseus's body.

The two servants, men and women who had deep karma in their lifetimes, were so tightly entangled and fell to the ground.

"Not having that gear has pushed me to this point. The cowards back then have really grown a lot. Medusa whispered, muttering.

"I'm sorry." Perseus pressed his chin against Medusa's head, his eyes full of sadness.

"Why apologize? I'm going to kill you. ”

"Because, I still can't save you."

The biggest role of the Thunder Cage is not to kill Medusa, but to purify. Purify the darkness of Medusa, the distortion that constantly catalyzes her into a monster.

Of course, the thunder and lightning that ordinary people know have no effect on this, but the thunder and lightning of Perseus are not ordinary thunder and lightning. It is derived from the god thunder of Zeus, the god of heaven in Greek mythology - since magic, magic, and heroic spirits all exist, gods naturally also exist, and all these supernatural things are classified as a kind of mystery, and they are one of the sources of human progress like science.

Medusa smiled and licked her lips seductively, there was blood on her lips, the blood of Perseus.

"Hehe, this thing is more terrible than Athena's curse, and you're just a demigod......"

"I'm sorry, it's my lack of strength."

"Apologize again? Ahh......hh Some people say that you are a hero who acts with good intentions, and that's not wrong at all. However, this time I really want to thank you, although I didn't completely purify the curse, at least I got my reason back. ”

The darkness that covered his body had not faded, but his eyes were no longer shining with golden snake pupils, but had returned to a beautiful purple color like hair.

But the more this happens, the more sad Perseus becomes, and it is clear that success is not far away.

“……”

"It's good enough to be able to do this, don't blame yourself, you have more important things to do."

Perseus's thoughts, how could Medusa not know, she loosened the shackles of her old enemy, and the snake's hair rolled up the legendary "snake hunting sickle".

"Take this, this is your weapon, kill me with it, just like you did when you were alive."

This is the real reenactment of the myth, the greatest achievement of Perseus's life.

"Medusa, I ......"

The hero's hands trembled. Obviously, the weapon is close at hand, and he knows that killing her like this and ending her pain is the most correct choice, but the body just doesn't listen to the call.

"Really, they've all become heroes, and they're still that coward in their bones."

Medusa closed her eyes, and the snake's hair curled again, manipulating the scythe to aim at her body.

"Since you can't do it, I'll do it myself. In the future, we must remember that we can't be so naïve anymore...... What do you say I shouldn't be the way I am now, you weren't born at that time...... Huh? ”

At the last moment of death, Medusa suddenly thought of something, opened her eyes and stared at the familiar face in front of her.

"You, you...... No...... Not! ”

Unfortunately, it's already a bit late.

The snake-haired scythe had swung down, slicing through his body and shattering the Servant's core, the spirit core.

The fatal attack not only interrupted Medusa's words, but also made her body clinging to Perseus's body. Somehow, Medusa mustered the last of her strength, bit down on the neck of her mouth, and slurped the blood of her old enemy again until it turned into ashes and disappeared.

In the end, Perseus was left alone, stunned as he watched the air after Medusa disappeared.

After staying silent for a while, the hero who killed the monster rubbed his sour eyes, sat up straight, and reached out to grab the "snake hunting scythe" that had fallen beside him.

At the end of the day, Medusa chose to return the object to its original owner, so the scythe did not disappear with her.

No, it's not just the scythe, it's also—

The moment he grasped the long handle under the scythe, a slight "hiss" sounded.

Just in the middle and upper part of the long handle, at the position at hand, a strange little snake was constantly spitting out letters.

The purple color is like Medusa's hair, the golden pupils are the same as the monster Gorgon, and the small snake has a pair of small fleshy wings on its back. Except for the lack of a human body, the others are completely in line with the description of the legendary Gorgon monster.

"The Winged Serpent...... It's a relic of your style...... Is it a dependent, or is it a ......"

Whispering softly, Perseus slowly moved the scythe blade in front of his eyes, carefully touching the "winged serpent" with his free other hand.

The small snake, which looked very slender, seemed to be frightened and instinctively shrunk its body.

After noticing that the owner of the hand had no malicious intent, he poked his head out curiously and swept the finger in front with a red letter.

Then, as if he had discovered something, he opened his mouth and bit out Perseus's finger. The corners of the latter's mouth twitched, but he did not withdraw his fingers.

"It's the same as hers in this regard, my blood is really that delicious?"

Perhaps it had heard a complaint, or perhaps it had sucked enough, the winged serpent let go of its mouth, circled around Perseus's arm, swam all the way to his shoulder, coiled up, and remained motionless, apparently thinking that it was a lair.

"Fufu~"

With the signature call, the white shadow flashed.

Another wonderful creature landed on Perseus's head, looking curiously at the "winged serpent" lying on his stomach.

The "winged serpent" ignored it, looking very cold.

"Fu?"

Fufu didn't want to give up and stretched out her paws, but was held down by Perseus, grabbed it by the way, and handed it to Fujimaru Rika, who came over.

"Okay, don't scare it."

"Fufu Fufu—" Fufu cried out unwillingly, as if to accuse someone of partiality.

However, Ritsuka ignored him, and looked at Perseus with some concern.

"You...... It's okay, so many thunderbolts ......"

"It's fine." Perseus put away his weapon and waved his hand, "You should know my origins. ”

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PS2: Medusa does have a more important status, but not now, the brain hole of the treacherous is not so easy to guess, let's read it slowly.